A/N: Another story added,. I decided to post this as an early Christmas present for everyone, see how i love you guys? :D hahaha This was basically rotting on my loptop for about 2 months i think?! Well, i did plan on posting this within this December so YEY for waiting. Anyways, the first part is Yumi's POV and the rest will be normal. Not beta-read, so if there's any mistakes feel free to tell me.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE.
Chapter 1
Call that a dress?!
"So how do I look?" I said coming out of the dressing room. I twirled around to show him how the dress fluttered when I move. Though when I look at him and saw his facial expression- I already knew what he thinks of it. "What?"
"Seriously, Yumi?" Yuuki said chuckling. He's right hand is on his stomach while the other repeatedly whacks his knees, laughing out loud. "You look like a nun!"
"Shut up, Yuuki." I whispered to him angrily. "You're supposed to help me find a dress not make fun of me. And you're making all this people stare at me." Of course, my face didn't miss out the chance to blush.
I knew it; bringing Yuuki to help me was a bad idea. I knew he'd be like this but I still push through on bring him with me. Seriously what was I thinking? I should have gone alone. Yuuki and I are at the mall looking for a dress to wear for tomorrow's party. Oddly, my supposed to be companion suddenly cancelled on me. Yoshino was supposed to be the one helping me but she told me something came up and she has to be there to fix it, whatever that is. So I ended up bringing Yuuki. He's never really the one for shopping yet his taste in fashion is unbelievable. I know he's a guy and everything but he really knows how to dress himself up and it intrigues me whether he's gay or just plain fashionable.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He apologized, still cracking up. I looked at him sternly as he lean back on his seat still holding a fit over what I'm wearing. I clench my fist so hard that it turned so white; my nails even left marks on my palms.
I get it okay, I know I don't really have good sense of fashion but does he really have to laugh like that? Come on that's why I even brought him here in the first place. I glared at him as he looked at me. He knew I was mad but he continue on to laugh at me and this overly sized cotton called a dress.
"Jerk!" I yelled as I threw him my shoe. I turned back to the dressing room, throwing the curtain open and quickly shutting it as I enter. I don't hate him and all but there comes a time when I preferred him to be a punching bag instead of being my brother and this is one those times.
"I'm sorry Yumi." He apologized again. "Come on Yumi, you don't really expect me to like it do you? It's white and it just hangs on you and that neckline Geez! It's a party not a priest convention. Sachiko-sama wouldn't even blush over that."
"I get it you big jerk."I snarled at him. "And why is onee-sama, suddenly involve in this?" behind the curtain, I was in deep shade of red. And Yuuki still manage to see it.
"Blushing aren't you?" Yuuki teased. Yes, he knew about my feeling for onee-sama, actually he confronted me himself about it. At first, I hesitated on whether I should tell him or not—let's face it, not everyone is open minded of the idea of same sex love but I was shock that Yuuki's different though he often tease me to the point of never hearing the end of it. However he never missed to show that he understands me. And as much as I don't want to admit it, I love him. Plus if anyone knows me the most it's my brother."Isn't your main purpose to make her notice you? That's why you insisted on getting a new dress right?"
'How'd he!? Seriously! Is he psychic?'
"No, I'm not a psychic dear sister. If I am, I'd rather kill myself than to spend my entire life listening to your endless thoughts about you know who. And Yumi, I know that, your thoughts aren't always that innocent." He added in a mere whisper. Ohh, that officially creep me out. How can he predict my reactions? And my THOUGHTS as well? This is too weird! And the worst part is- I'm speechless.
Yuuki continued. "But I tell you Yumi, whatever plan you got in there won't do at all—in fact with that oversized fabric nothing is bound to work for you. So if you want things to turn out the way you wanted, you gotta loose that bed sheet and wear something worth drooling for!" He stated in both encouraging and playful tone but its more on playful.
"D-Drooling for?" I blushed. "I-I don't plan on selling myself to anyone Yuuki. And I'm not going to start now." I answered before I heard him chuckle.
"Oohhh, it isn't just anyone. It's Sachiko Ogasawara." I bit my lower lip, his words are quite inviting to my hearing. Am I really considering this? Before I could answer myself the intercom boomed and a voice of a lady echoed.
'Dear. Shoppers, there's only 30 mins. left before closing time. Thank you.'
"Great." I murmured under my breath. I quickly threw my shirt and jeans back on because there's no way I could find a dress to wear in thirty minutes also the more I looked at what I have tried on earlier. The more I realized that the clothed resting on the floor shouldn't be considered a dress.
I went out of the dressing room, with the clothes that I've tried hung in my arms. "Let's just get out of here Yuuki, I don't-." I stopped, looking at where Yuuki was supposed to be. I place down the clothes I was carrying on the waiting area and look around the store looking for him and I found him. He was rumbling through the racks aligned on the corner where various kinds of dresses are arranged. He pulled out five to six dresses that he liked but ended up bring a single dress that he think perfectly suits me. He asked me to try it on and promise that it would definitely look good on me. Well being me, I believed on my brother's encouraging words and decided to try it out. I really hope he was right about this dress.
I held up the dress to myself while looking in the mirror and slip it on me. Yuuki pick up this black cocktail dress that had perfectly hugged my waist line showing its full detail. The upper part of the dress shimmered against the light and my cleavage was showing out a bit but not too much. The straps were thick and the hems were slightly puffed out that reached just above my knees.
I looked at the dress on me side by side as I could hear Yuuki grumble on the other side of the curtain telling me to hurry up.
"Hold on a sec. will you?" I said adjusting the breast area; it's a little loose but with few adjustments it would fit perfectly. I turned around and slowly made my grand entrance. "What do you think?"
He was looking around the store when I came out. His head stop to look at me and his jaw dropped. I thought he liked this dress that he picked out but he didn't seem to agree. He gingerly shook his head and gave me a disapproving look.
"Is it that bad?" I questioned, examining myself again in the mirror. To be honest I liked it, I never seen own body like this. It makes me look sexy but I won't ever tell that to Yuuki he'll just laugh at me like he usually does.
"Yes." Yuuki said seriously and then he added something that made me want to punch him, Big time. "You actually look more human. You should get it."
I turned to him with a threatening look and he just grinned at me. "Gosh, you're so immature." I said as I rolled my eyes. "Can't you say things that actually make sense?"
"I can but I choose not to." He briefly replied followed by a wink. If I wasn't his sister I would have fainted but I wasn't, so his so called 'killer-wink' doesn't have any effect on me. In fact the way I see it, his eyes just have a severe case of twitching. "Don't I deserve a thank you for helping out my sister?" He added through the curtain when I went in.
I peered out the blinders with only my head bulging out. "Hmmmm…..No." I said sticking out my tongue to him, he let out a chuckle and I change into my normal clothes.
The night of the party finally arrived. Yumi had already put on the dress she had bought with Yuuki and decided to tie her hair into an elegant bun. She let out a couple of strands dangle at her ear sides and gave them a curly touch. Though she didn't put on too much make up; just a little amount of power, mascara and lipstick because she wanted to maintain her natural look. She really want to looked good for Sachiko tonight yet she didn't want to look like she overdone it. She took one last glance at the mirror before grabbing her hand bag then straight out the door
After battling Mrs. Fukuzawa's paparazzi mode, Yumi was able to reach the outside of her house were Yoshino waits for her.
"Wow, Yumi-chan you look great." Yoshino gasped, coming up close to Yumi. She blushed at the complement and Yoshino giggled expecting her reaction.
"You look great as well Yoshino-san." Yumi complemented back. Yoshino was absolutely stunning in her yellow cocktail dress and her hair was tied up in a cute ponytail, it was Yumi's first time seeing her friend's hair like that not in braids. "Shall we go?"
Yoshino nodded and started beside Yumi. "Sachiko-sama will surely fall for you when she sees you." Yoshino began. "She might even kiss you." She added playfully. Yumi made a sudden stop with her feet and gave Yoshino a flustered look.
"Yosh-shino, I don't-." Yumi didn't managed as blushed conquered her once again.
"What? I know you want to." She let out a giggle before continuing. "Maybe even more than that…if you know what I mean." Moving her eyebrows suggestively, Yumi only gape at her, in sense that she couldn't come up of anything to say or rather too flustered to even pile a reply.
They drove off towards the destination, with Yoshino's words stuck on her head like a chewed gum. She shrugged to herself that fact that half of what Yoshino said was undeniably embarrassingly true. So here she was, sitting on the passenger sit, picturing the kind of reaction she hope to receive from her dear Sachiko.
'Oww, I can't wait to see her'.
After 20 mins. of driving, They've drove into a familiar route that Yumi have come to know by heart. Her heart started to run wild around her chest and her stomach felt like its being tickled from the inside.
Yumi turn to Yoshino who was concentrating on the road ahead with a small tug on her lips, indicating that she's trying to hold her giggle. Yumi sighed and look back on the road ahead, anticipating their stop at a very large gate coming into view.
Just like what she predicted they stopped at a huge gate that automatically opened, leading to a mansion that loomed amidst the flashing light. She glanced on the side where a metal plate was attached on the gate jamb. While reading the words engraved on it, her heart raced ten times faster.
Ogasawara Residence
When they've arrived, Yumi felt her excitement and anxiousness doubled. She wasn't expecting to have this many guest tonight, well this is the Ogasawara's were talking about everyone in the whole city must've known tonight's special gathering. Cars were parked on the drive way that stretches far beyond imaginable; also cars that are just arriving flooded the entrance. She scanned the whole house and the familiar feeling rushed through her. It's like her feet couldn't wait to go in. Yoshino broke her from her tantrum and motioned Yumi for them to enter which Yumi gladly followed. Each step she took adds up to her tension and I tell you every nerve in her body feels the same way.
Yumi suddenly jerked in surprise when Yoshino unexpectedly stopped walking. She turned to look at Yumi as if she forgot something and Yumi looked at her with curiosity. Yoshino smiled before she handed Yumi a glitter coated mask. Putting on her own mask that matches the color of her dress; Yumi mirrored the gesture, remembering that this was actually a masquerade ball.
"Yumi-chan, relax will you." Yoshino suggested with a grin, taking notice of Yumi's fretfulness. "You look great."
"Trying here..." Yumi kneed her hand in hope to mend or at least lessen its trembling.
Yoshino just shook her head and giggle before pulling Yumi by hand. "Gosh, you're shaking hard." Yoshino added when she open the large mahogany door. Yumi only sighed at the obvious as a blinding white light welcomed them.
A/N: Tell me what you think?! :)
